Chapter 2: The Aftermath

It was suddenly 6:00 pm. I woke up in the nurses office, echo's of the hyenas. It was hell all in one classroom. The wretched smiles on their faces as well as Jackson's replayed in my head. His was indescribable. He was the definition of sinister. All he wanted to see was people experience the wrath of Lucifer. It was like facing a devil himself.

It may be an overreaction, but it was truly tremendously horrid in there. Peoples laughs and snorts. They sounded like laughing pigs. I wanted to make all of them silent. I cant do anything though. I'm just a weird and weak nerd with braces.

At around 8:00 pm I arrived home. I ran my room and threw down my glasses violently with anger. I just wanted to be a handsome, buff and strong man. Not some weak and skinny short guy.

"What is wrong baby?" My mom said out of her bedroom.

"Nothing" I said to my mom, knowing damn well she won't believe it.

She slowly came over to me and gave me a hug.

With dad working all the time, its hard to socialize and talk to other people.

Like always, my mom's aura always calmed me. She was a kind-hearted women. The best mom I could ever have. She was always there for me. I truly loved her. She would hug me no matter what's wrong.

"Truly tell me, what's wrong?" she said as wrapping her robe around me as I sat down on my bed.

"I was laughed at today" I said knowing she's going to blow up.

"Who the fuck is messing with my son?!" she said with malicious anger.

"Jackson" I said with a defeated voice.

We continued the talk, but in the end she kindly wished me a good night, but as she went down the stairs, I could hear her grabbing her phone and dialing a number.

Shit.